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Friday, 18 November 2016

Common Cranes (Grus Grus) resting near Petit-Bersac, Dordogne, France.

The end of February sees thousands of Common Cranes flying North over our area of France.
 The Skeins filling the skies, and their wonderful verbal calls (the call of lost souls). Unlike their Autumn, Southern migration, if the conditions are right, they may rest here in the fields for a day or two.
This year, as you can see from the last post, the conditions were excellent for the stopovers.


They came in their thousands.



Passing over local landmarks, as they prepared to land.


Behind them, in the trees can be seen the local heronry, Grey Herons had already started to take up residence.


In the rising sun, a juvenile sought a lost family.


They flew between the fields in search of food.


Then the moment was right, for their onward journey. Cranes rising up through the trees.




Their passage migration continued North.

Un regard d’hiver.


A glance at Winter.

A collection of photographs captured throughout January and early February.


Sunrise over the Dronne river valley.


The mist concentrated as the sun warms the air.




The sun had set on another beautiful day.


Pink vapor trails as the aircraft flew south into Spain.


The rain had arrived by mid-January.


It took very little time, with such heavy downpours, for the water to engulf the fields.


Our local rivers, both the Dronne and Brousse, were unable to cope with the deluges and burst their banks.


The Moon over La Brousse.



Skeletal reflections.




Amazing abstract skies.


Winter had almost ended, Common Cranes (Grus Grus) headed North, back to their breeding grounds.
Our flooded fields the perfect night stop, on that long journey. Today it is four! wait until the next post!

The Emirates Spinnaker Tower.

Standing like a Space Rocket, dwarfing the Portsmouth skyline, the Emirates Spinnaker tower.


Caught in the early morning light.



Watching over this busy Port.


All manner of ferries come and go, to and from the Isle of Wight.


Gulls and Kittiwakes followed our wash, as we departed for France and home.